It has been 29 days since my last post and today is the 29th, making it the perfect day to begin again.
First of all, I do realize that using brief as an adjective for synopsis is redundant, but I like the way it sounds, so it stays. (This is one of the glorious things about not having an editor.) Besides, who’s to say that the subject of this post isn’t underwear? It’s not, but you didn’t know that for sure until now.
I was away most of the month of May, visiting the Land of Lincoln with a quick side trip to the Badger State…more commonly known as Cheesehead territory. It was a much-needed trip for my mind, body and spirit. I was able to clear my head of the never-ending noises of New York City. I got grass under my feet, fresh air in my lungs, and bear hugs from people near and dear to me, all of which filled my heart to near maximum capacity. My soul is refreshed and ready for another NYC summer.
Now, for that brief synopsis I promised. Did I mention that it involved photos?
My brother and sister-in-law are in the process of converting a church into their new home. If that’s not impressive enough, they got creative with the kitchen floor. Yes, that Jackson Pollock-esque picture is a small section of their kitchen floor. It looks way, way cool in person. Well done, Tim and Vickie! I can hardly wait to see your church/home (chome?) when it’s finished!
For a brief moment, I imagined myself on a journey with a very tall version of Frodo, as I walked behind my son on a suspension bridge.
I used the back door, twice.
I explored graveyards and wondered if distant relatives of my husband once lived in my hometown.
Abe Lincoln offered up his bronze nose to rub for good luck. Throughout the years, I’ve rubbed it more than a few times. By now, he must be wondering how much luck one person really needs.
Strange as it may be, a visit to Lincoln’s Tomb never fails to bring me comfort.
In Chicago, the AON building is known as Big Red. I stumbled upon this fantastic place somewhere in River North. I’ve dubbed it, “Little Red.”
Millennium Park is home of The Cloud Gate, a.k.a. the bean. The beautiful images never get old.
The fun of the bean is also never-ending. “Help! The bean has fallen on me and I can’t get up!”
My husband and I took our first carriage ride when we were in Wisconsin. Bonnie and Clyde were lovely escorts for the ride back to the inn.
Finding this hidden stairway was the highlight of my trip to Wisconsin. It felt enchanted.
That’s it in a nutshell. There was so much more, but I can’t cram it all in one post. I’ve spared the personal stories of the many friends and family members that I visited. It was terrific in every way, as you would expect.
Oh, I almost forgot to mention… exactly 10 months to the day… I drove a car! More than once! It. Was. Heavenly. I can confirm that we could easily replace “riding a bike” with “driving a car.” You don’t forget how to do it; it was like slipping on an old, favorite pair of slippers.
One more thing… XM Radio now has a Billy Joel Channel! (I told you it was heavenly.) Now, if I can only convince them to add a Dan Fogelberg Channel…that would be heaven.